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18.7.08

That Night In Bhoput, Koh Samui

"Hush dear. Dissolve yourself into my dream. And I shall dissolve mine into yours"
"Like two Autobots do that complex mechanical movements and become jointed and become a new giant Autobot?"
"Uh huh"
"Let me give you my biggest smooch"
"A little bit later, shall we? Then we can get a room, and for the past three years, you keep on telling me that smooches are all that I need. Come on dear, I need more than that"
"Like what? Shoving my ass with your tool?"
"Then where? You don't have that little opening in between your thigh, do you?'
"OK"

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"I'm seeing someone else"
"I'm seeing Connor"
"Then, we won't see each other anymore?"
"You have the answer"

Sometimes, love doesn't need a physical expression for it to be expressed. Enough with three magical words that entangle two souls into one. And people do not see this as a whole, instead a phrase to lure each other into a scene of nasty acts, a scene that violates a true meaning of what Love supposed to be.

And I have fallen into this trap. This C4 was so invisible I couldn't see where I was and where was him when this thing happened. Affection driven us to a point of total perish. How I wish that night never happened, and we still could be together, and wait for the other nights to come and live in this love - though temporary - forever


A Khalid in Memoriam

1 comment:

Valentio said...

wah begitu emosi sekali